I was walking... andwalking
-and suddenly I lost the road.
I looked at my long shadow
and asked why it's so?
The vast landhad no road.
The shadow moved off the road
long back. And somehow
I was relaxed!
To walk you don't need road
or any direction or any plan!
I admit that I had some plan
and many dreams...
But now I was free of all.
I looked back and I saw
the road ending to my feet.
I tried hard to remember.
Was there any plan?
I couldn't remember..
Well you do something
and label it as a plan.
All tiring thoughts.
Now I must walk
must keep walking
till I find a label....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem. Sometimes we can't understand where this life taking us to. A meaningful poem.